Semiotics is in principle the discipline studying everything which can be used in order to lie. If something cannot be used to tell a lie, conversely it cannot be used to tell the truth: it cannot in fact be used "to tell" at all.

The step between ecstatic vision and sinful frenzy is all too brief.

There is only one thing that you write for yourself, and that is a shopping list.

I write stories about conspiracies and paranoid characters while I am, in fact, a very skeptical person.

I would define the poetic effect as the capacity that a text displays for continuing to generate different readings, without ever being completely consumed.

You cannot escape one infinite, I told myself, by fleeing to another. You cannot escape the revelation of the identical by taking refuge in the illusion of the multiple.

I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it had an underlying truth.